Act Gracefully As A Villainous Lady

68 Ex-Villain Warrant Lady, Enjoy Stew and Cake

By the time I finished eating my beef stew, the shopkeeper’s man had brought me a small cake to Meliá Rose.

“Look, it’s a service for a beautiful lady”

“Well!”

“Roberto’s not a bad guy. Say hello.”

They say that with a bitter smile, and Meliá Rose gets sloppy.

Then Roberto laughs as if he was frightened.

“Hey, that’s an extra treat”

“Ha! You stay with me, too!

The shopkeeper, who would not even think Roberto was the prince of his neighbor, pulled into the back of the counter laughing.

Dropping off that back, Roberto lets his mouth snap.

“Damn, the owner here is always extra.”

“Hehe, but you’re close to Master Roberto.”

“Well… I appreciate that attitude”

That’s what I said and laughed at Roberto, and Merriam Rose was just a little jealous.

At least here he is, not “Roberto, Prince of the Neighbourhood”.

“Just Roberto,” I guess everyone, including the store owner, thinks.

“Miss Meliárose, it’s the care of the shopkeeper because of you. Eat him up.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Encouraged by Roberto, Meliá Rose carries the cake to the slicing mouth.

The cake with plenty of cream on it definitely tasted different from what Meliá Rose usually mouths.

But… delicious.

“Sweet……”

Merriah Rose, like many other girls, had no eyes for sweetness.

The sweetness of the stirring and staining cake makes my cheeks loose naturally.

– Delicious… I might be happy to teach Lynette or Julia…

I put my hand on my loose cheeks and thought about it, but I noticed Roberto looking at such a merrier rose intriguingly, and I hurriedly fix the blurring.

“Ahhh… this is the…”

“Ha, isn’t it delicious? I like cake here, too.”

“Well, Master Roberto too!?

To Roberto, who told him so without embarrassment, Meliá Rose smiles feeling intimate.

Then Roberto laughed with satisfaction.

“Again.”

“Huh?”

“You… better be laughing”

Prince Roberto of beauty told me that with a smile on his face, and his embarrassment made his face hot.

“Dj, don’t joke……!

“I’m not kidding. You seem to be doing something wrong these days.”

“Huh?”

“… it’s time to go”

Meliárose nodded slowly to Roberto, who told him so with a light eye.

… There are a lot of people here, maybe it’s hard to talk about.

Meliá Rose watched with admiration as Roberto finished his accounting the way he was used to.

With all this eye-catching beauty, Roberto blends beautifully into the occasion today.

-… he’s, like, amazing.

I was in a position to say Prince, but I didn’t know I could dare to dance like this…

From Meliá Rose, who is always concerned as the daughter of the Maxwell family, I admire its gall strength.

“Roberto and the lady, come back!

Waving lightly at the shopkeeper who told him so in a good mood, MerriaRose and Roberto proceeded again to the old town.

Soon the sun is completely twilight and the streets are surrounded by darkness.

– The night club has naturally begun…

What do they think of Merriam Rose’s absence?

At the same time that my heart gets a little heavy when I think about it, I feel like I don’t care anymore.

As Roberto urged, Meliá Rose took her stride in some fluffy footsteps.

“There’s a park ahead of us. Let’s take a break there.”

Is Roberto familiar with this neighborhood or does he go on without hesitation?

And they got to the big park.

Hip down on the bench, Merriah Rose exhales, huh, small.

Apparently there are a lot of people here, and several people pass by in front of Meliá Rose early enough.

“It wouldn’t be bad sometimes, would it? This is how you relax.”

That’s what I said and put my legs back together, and Roberto is throwing his arms out on the bench.

The royal attitude made Meliá Rose chuckle.

“Heh, that was a surprise. I can’t believe Prince Roberto liked these things.”

“Sometimes I want to take my wings off.”

“Oh, is it really ‘occasional’?

“You’re sharp.”

Roberto and Meliá Rose watched the people passing by as they exchanged conversations without other love.

… Roberto brought Melia Rose here because I’m sure she has something to say.

Merriam Rose had somehow guessed what it was about.

“… Dear Roberto, may I ask you one question”

“Whatever.”

“Have you ever thought that if you weren’t born royal…?

When asked roughly so, Roberto chuckled.

And I stared at Melia Rose with some kind eye.

“I do. That’s hundreds of times.”

“Well……!

“So sometimes this is how I want to fumble away. Mix me up with people who don’t know I’m a prince.”

… Roberto may have expected an inquiry from Meliá Rose.

I don’t feel that his words are mixed with empathy somewhere.

Roberto laughed small at Merriam Rose, who had never been more intimate with the prince.